Church of St Mary the Virgin, Bowdon

At last, the warm, slippery man-juice stopped flowing and Ginger let the expended pecker slip from her saliva-cum smeared lips. She sighed and licked her mouth clean, twisting in Todd's lap so that his soft prick pulled free of her gushy cunt. "Hey you two better get buttoned up," Tony laughed, pointing out the window. "That was the Softee Freeze we just rolled past! Well be back at the high school in five minutes!" Ginger gathered up her clothes and made a bent over dash for the bus' tiny john. She tugged on her sweater, blouse, and panties after letting Todd's jizz drain out of her. She barely had time to get into her ski pants and yank on her loafers before the bus stopped. Outside the telephone booth-size bathroom, Ginger heard the others gathering up their bags and suitcases. She checked her make-up and smoothed her flak and looked for traces of Tony's cum on her face. Satisfied that she looked like the prim, proper little church choir singing virgin who had gotten on the bus a few days ago, Ginger opened ...»